Sense and Scents and a Pocket Full of Sixpence
December 19, 2005 – 8:09 PMNo sense. What is sense? How do we make it? Why are we obligated to make it? To make life easier for OTHERS? How often do we concern ourselves with making life easier for others? We spend our days trying to make life easier for ourselves! So why do we bother to make sense for other people? Just so they won’t hassle us? Does that make life easier for me? Sure it does. I hate having people hassle me. But I mostly ignore them. And I’m good at it. So I don’t bother to make sense often. Like today, I announced to the training team that Led Zeppelin IV sounds really awesome underwater. This is a fact. It sounds even more awesome when you’re dunking your head back in the bathtub to wet your hair, and your ears are hovering just over water, and the sound is reverberating over the water. Yes, I got the Deer In The Headlights Look from everybody I tried to tell this to. It didn’t make sense to them. And I’m really OK with that.
Excerpt from iChat:
Keith: Step away from the smileys.
Me: 
Keith: Spell repetoire.
Me: Repertoire.
P. S. I AM STILL WAITING FOR THIS “WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE” DOORMAT. I'm serious, folks. I will harrass the general public until I get one.